Friday 9th June 2017
Khmer (Cambodian): កាលពីថ្ងៃសុក្រទី 9 ខែមិថុនាឆ្នាំ 2017
0220hrs: Stopped looking at the Election Results, with blurry eyes. Hehe!
To the Porcelain Throne with good results, I am now confident that Constipation Konrad is evacuating my innards.
Dropped off to sleep and dreamt about a cyber-friend from Texas. I’d met up with her in a large shoe shop, and we could not decide which pair of footwear she should purchase? We ended up with her buying a pair of pink goloshes she wanted to wear on top of her slippers? There was more to this dream, a vague recollection of us in a boat… but not certain. Hey-Ho! The second dream I’ve recalled recently, that one.
0330hrs: Got the washing bag and accoutrements down to the laundry room and into the washer, back up to the dwelling, had a wee-wee and carried out the Health Checks for this morning:
Sys 137, Dia 74, Pulse 77, Temp 36 and weight 14.78; Nowt to fret over methinks.
Made me a brew.
Down to move the laundry from the washer to dryer. Returned to the flat and had another wee-wee. up
Got the computer on and started to work on the diaries.up
Had a wee-wee, and down again to collect the 
washing.
Cleaned the filters, counters and machines.
While all this going up and down on the lifts, every time I left the elevator and returned, it was on a different floor? I worked out that with it being so early, the security man must be doing his rounds.
Up in the lift and got the clothing put away in the airing cupboard and on the clothes racks.
I must get this closet sorted out and rearranged a bit soon. Ahem!
Had a wee-wee, and back onto the computer doing the diaries again.
Made a fresh brew in the new smaller mug, come cup.
Had a look at the current state of the election results:
Going to be a hung Parliament for sure. Only four seat results to come in so the Tories cannot get the 326 seats they need for overall control, even if they win all of the four. It’ll be interesting, to see who they partner or form an alliance with.
Did some WordPress Reading. Duodenal Donald started hassling me. Huh!
Went on Facebooking for a while.
Did a graphic of Thomas Greene, a TFZer of distinction… so the TFZ gals tell me? Haha, jealousy raises its head?
Posted it off to the site.
Ablutions were done next. The water didn’t seem as hot as usual?
Medicated and creamed the areas in need of medicating and creaming, took the bin bags out and to the rubbish chute, got all dressed and polished shoes and had a wee-wee!
Out and off on a hobble into Sherwood, down Winchester Street onto Mansfield Road. On the way limping down the road, new growths were coming through the railings and wooden fences; All so beautiful and fresh!
At the bottom of the hill, I spied a squirrel just stood on the pavement. I decided to get the camera out and take a photographicalisation of it.
It nipped speedily into a house driveway, and I missed him/her!
Tsk! Still, it came out alright as photographs go. Hehehe!
The change in the weather was surprising. Very pleasant now.
Right up Mansfield Road and called into the fruit & veg shop and bought some pod peas. Then up a few stores and called into the Co-op shop. Where, hard to believe I know, but I bought some more pod peas from them, along with some 99-Tea-bags and next week’s TV Magazine.
Further up the road and called into the Wilko Store. Got Flyspray, Dettol Lavender antiseptic disinfectant and some Exotic Ylang & Freesia scented softener for the laundry. Love the smell of this one.
Nosied in the charity shops but didn’t get anything, then up to the bus stop where there were two lady and two gentlemen fellow tenants awaiting the arrival of the L9 bus. Had a jolly good chinwag, and it was here that I realised I’d purchased tow load of the pod peas. So I gave one bag to a lady. No point in keeping on to them, they would be rotting by the time I got to eat them, and if I did eat the lot, the innards would not be happy. Haha!
Back in the rooms and a wee-wee was tended to.
Put the fodder away, all apart from that which I was going to use for today’s dinner. Cod in batter, potato croquettes, beetroot, tomatoes, Surimi sticks, an apple and some fresh pod peas.
Set about doing another TFZer graphic, of Thomas Schuppert: CorelDraw froze, and I lost it all! Depressed I gave up and closed down the computer accompanied with a few well-chosen expletives being uttered!
The nosh came out alright.
Unfortunately, I did drop the oven glove in the oven tray while taking out the potatoes and fish. So I put in it soak in the bowl. A right gooey mess to sort out. Tsk!
The tomatoes were not very nice, but all else was grand and tasty enough for me to give the feast a 9/10, despite to horrid foul, bitter vegetables!
Took the medications.Checked on the viewing on the TV magazines, lots of interest tonight. Got settled in the £300 second-hand recliner with some nibbles for later and a bottle of lemon and lime spring water. Turned on the gogglebox.
Checked on the viewing options in the TV magazine, lots of interest took my fancy tonight. Got settled in the £300 second-hand recliner with some nibbles for later and a bottle of lemon and lime spring water. Turned on the gogglebox.
Fell asleep before the first programme came on.
Woke, got up for a wee-wee, and on the way to the wetroom, Dizzy Dennis attacked with a right nasty effort. Blooming good job it is such a minuscule apartment I live in; within three limped paces I was near enough to support myself on the door handle. Although the Dennis Dizzy was short lived, the strength of it fritted me a bit for a second. Thought I as going over for sure this time, but no, all came back to normal quickly.
Back to the recliner and settled again. Law & Order was showing on the box now.
Fell asleep.
Woke in need of another wee-wee. Tsk!
Back in the chair, a documentary was on the box now, about the war.
Fell asleep.
Woke again with a start. Had something happened to wake me? After few seconds I realised the mobile phone that I leave on the arm of the recliner in the hope of hearing ring, was ringing! Hehe! Fumbled to answer it in time, and managed it; It was the DVT Clinic lady with the instructions that the Doctor needs to see me and made an appointment for me for 1300hrs on Monday 12th June. I mentioned the dizzies, and she seemed to expect them, told me if I get any within minutes of the previous one, to dial 999 and get help. Thanked her and made a note on the pad about the appointment.
Some election result analysis programme was showing on the box now. Oh, good, I thought, I’ll watch this…
The phone rang again. The Anticoagulation Monitoring and Therapy people rang, giving me the new Warfarin dosages for this week, telling me it is not concrete, and the next 
extra test results will mean possible changes. Made an appointment for me for the very odd sounding time of, 10:07hrs on Monday 12th June, but at the Doctor’s Surgery, not their clinic. Which is a pity, cause I’ve got to visit there to get the new Anticoagulation Alert Card to replace the one getting into a rather tatty state.
Gave up on the telly viewing and got the head down.
Up for a few wee-wees before I nodded off, very late on.
TTFN each.
All ready for the Morrison delivery to arrive.
Said my cheery cheerio’s and out and off down Chestnut Walk onto and down Winchester Street Hill.
that I had not taken the bank papers with me.
Just over the brow of the hill, a Nottingham Pavement Cyclist nearly had me over. Tsk!
as they had to use the opposite side of the road to get through the traffic.
mushrooms.
Looked later and it seemed to be ready, got the oven food into the dish, made and added some gravy, then the mushroom, peas and potatoes.
Watched some telly in between nod-offs. Woke with a start and a raging hunger?
Went to make a mug of tea and took this photo of outside to compare with the one above, taken about two hours ago.
The change in the scene outside from the one taken before I hobbled to the Porcelain Throne was astonishingly amazing!.
Toyed with making a Logotype Graphic on CorelDraw. Still not right or how I’d like it to look yet.
It had apparently been raining most of the night.
One from Iceland telling of some red potato chips they are selling. I found the idea appetising. Never heard of Bergerac Potatoes, I might go on to Bulwell after the doctors and see if I can get some to try?
Yet another wee-wee.
Got the new coat on and collected the bag and set out on the hobble to Carrington and the surgery.
and down into Carrington. The rain didn’t stop at all, but it was far less severe than earlier, but the winds continued to be high and vigorous.
rain and wind back to Arnold.
As the bus arrived in Sherwood, two fellow tenants got on the bus.
The computer on and updated this diary. An hour or so later put the chips into the oven and set the alarm for 15 minutes.
Got the meal served up!
hen I woke ten minutes later I recalled a War & Peace length dream and wrote some bits down on the pad. In the morning when I got around to updating this diary, the memories written down once again were unreadable. Bits I could recall were few, involved an Austin A30 van and my head without a torso climbing out of a pram? Did this graphic for a bit of fun.
Into the kitchen and as soon as I looked out of the window and the red clouds, the old saying came to me: Red Sky in the morning, Shephard’s Warning.
Caught the L9 bus into town. Had a go at the crossword book en route, did reasonably well too.
Walk to the other end and into the Tesco Metro Store.
Walk along to my least favourite road, Clumber Street.
Parliament Street.
Took the spuds out of the oven and scooped out the flesh into a mixing bowl and added much strong cheese, a knob of butter, vinegar and a tiny bit of salt. Thought I did not need much as there would be flavouring in the cheese that included salt? Got the spuds back in their husks and into 
took ages to complete the task. Medicated and cleaned things up and back in the kitchen.
eek, and set off down and got the washer loaded and going.
Down once more, and the dryer had worked a treat, all the stuff was ready before the cycle actually finished.
Got the outside done in a fashion and started on the insides. I used the lemon and vinegar.
The well-burnt beef pie was rescued, made up the meal and mixed the gravy. Not one of my best efforts gravy-wise tonight, though, Tsk!
Little inchy was still very tender, so I 
Made a cuppa and viewed the scene outside.
So tired afterwards, I took a photograph of my meal with the DS card still on the computer! Huh!
0415hrs: Got the readied dirty-laundry bag and down to the laundry room and got it washing away.
Pulse 79, Temp’ 33.8, Weight 14.81: All good, methinks.
Found it in front of where I was when I started to look for it in with the bottles of sauce and seasonings on top of the counter? Tsk!
Going through the Emails afterwards I came across:
Updated and finished Thursday’s diary and got it posted off.
Called in Primark Again, but nothing suitable. Hobbled in the rain to M&S, even less suitable attire. Walked to the tobacconist’s and got some snuff for Bill (William on Sundays) at the flats, then went to Clinton Street and the Sports shop. Where surprisingly I found some tops suitable and cheap too. Bought two of them. After getting a very annoyed yer disinterested good looking young man assistant to get them down for me with the extended prongs from the fifth row up on the wall.
Where I observed that many of the Nottingham shoplifter… no, sorry, I meant shoppers, had been caught out in the rain.
Onto the computer to update the diaries.
They were painting double yellow lines on Chestnut Walk where the cabin is now in place.
Dropped off near Wilko’s and went over the road to the Victoria Centre Shopping Centre (Mall) and the fruit & veg stall. They had some fresh pod peas in, I recalled being conned last time I got some peas from there – but thought if Tesco does not have any I’ll have to walk all the way back here again to get some. There was a different lady serving. So I risked it and bought some. Turned out okay, she did not slip the older ones in the bag.
Out of the centre and hobbled along towards the town centre to call at Primark to look for some long sleeve T-shirts.
shop window.
Walked down into the Slab Square.
After a long hobble around I found nothing of any interest to me.
To Queen Street and up to where the outdoor seating was for one of the many 
Took the medications and did the Health Checks, then got on with making the meal.
After consuming it, I took the things to the kitchen to clean them up and…
Julie checked and all was fine. Phew!